you're in the jungle, baby / you gonna die

[lucetimods]

Who: All draftees
What: Fighting the Third Party... and perhaps the wildlife.
When: June 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th. (Characters will be pulled out at 11:59 of the 6th.)
Where: An as-yet unmapped by the Malnosso tropical rainforest.
Summary: Here are your details. Try to stay alive, won't you?
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

No cut for you. Most of you will know how this works by now; if you don't, follow the lead of the others, or perhaps look to the last draft's fighting post for ideas. Don't forget to use your handy dandy character tags. Go forth and conquer thine enemies!

Comments

[goldenglasses]

I know. [Just a couple more steps then he stops and brushes your hand off his shoulder.] Wait here for me for a second? 'Kay?

[notabluesbro]

[He releases a strained breath, nodding. The small injury and the fact that he was putting more effort into paying attention than usual was really draining the energy from him, man.]

[goldenglasses]

Alright then. I'll be right back. [Vash runs off into the brush. Quiet settles again, finally being broken by the barking of angry dogs and gunfire.

In goes on for several minutes. Then it all falls silent again.]

[notabluesbro]

Vash?




[......

Shit, shit, you're worrying him. If he can't see things, you go and worry him like that—]

Vash! Hey, say something already!

[Funny thing, when you're blind you tend to see images you wouldn't dare dream up while you're seeing reality. Vash being munched on by animals is not his idea of a good time. He stumbles forward despite his lack of vision, and manages to get a good few feet before getting his foot caught and slamming into his elbow.

But he's already getting back to his feet, shakily.]

Spikey, where are you?! You better not be getting yourself into trouble!

[goldenglasses]

[After a few more moments there's movement in the bush and Vash is calling out.]

It's me. I'm back. Sorry, that took a bit longer, [He pauses to catch his breath.] Than I thought it would.

[notabluesbro]

[A sigh of relief.]

Try not to vanish for so long, huh? Standing in a crappy jungle by yourself isn't much fun.

[goldenglasses]

Sorry, there were more to deal with than I thought. I think we should be alright now. [With that Vash takes your hand and puts it on his other shoulder. Not that there's any reason to worry about something like that. Nope. Nothing wrong with his other arm at all!]

[notabluesbro]

Ugh. As long as you get that checked out at the clinic, stupid.

[yeahno. He knows better. He's blind, not an idiot. B|

You're not supposed to get hurt during this, because now it's his fault for not being able to watch your back. Tsh.]

[goldenglasses]

[Opps. Busted.]

I will! I will! It's just a small cut, really! [And for once. He's not lying. He just didn't want you to think about it at all.]